She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 579 Blind favoritism

She never left the glutinous rice balls in her words, and there was undisguised love in her eyes and words, and she was even willing to show her blatant favoritism.

After staring at his slightly indifferent profile for a while, Wen Ya finally gave up.

It seems that he really likes that girl.

Otherwise, how could such a restrained person like him talk about my glutinous rice balls.

Wen Ya lowered her head, and closed her eyes a little shyly. She had seen him emotionally, so she could understand better that he really didn't have any affection for her.

This one-way secret love that lasted for several years, started with her and ended with her, finally ended in this way.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Wen brought over wine again. After three drinks, the two old men set up a chessboard and began to kill all directions.

Wen Ya stood aside and persuaded: "Grandpa, it's ten o'clock, we should go."

Mr. Wen's eyes were glued to the chessboard, and he waved his hands indifferently: "Wait a minute, wait until we finish this game, the last one."

"..."

After Jing Xing greeted the old man, he came to the second floor.

In the study room, the door was half-closed, and a dim light came out from the crack in the door.

Jing Xing pushed the door and walked in.

The balcony door was open, and the little Nuomi Duanzi squatted on the ground with his back facing him, tirelessly teaching the parrot to speak: "Jing Xing is an idiot."

The parrot chirped: "Lever is an idiot!"

Little Nuomi Duanzi: "Jing Xing is really annoying."

The parrot continued to repeat: "It's so annoying!"

Small glutinous rice dumpling: "Jing Xing's big pig's trotters."

Parrot: "Big pig's trotters!"

A very pleasant appearance of one person and one bird interacting.

"..."

Jing Xing couldn't laugh or cry.

He looked at the door for a while, then walked over.

Layers of soft carpets were laid on the floor of the study, hiding the sound of people's footsteps.

Lin Qingyou's attention was focused on the parrot, and she didn't notice the movement behind her, until Jing Xing squatted down and leaned over from behind her, with a low voice: "What are you doing badly, huh?"

The sudden sound suddenly sounded, Lin Qingyou was startled, turned her head abruptly, and stopped the sound in an instant.

She didn't expect Jing Xing to be so close to her, as soon as she turned her head away, her forehead hit his chin unexpectedly.

There was a muffled sound.

Jing Xing let out a "hiss", and moved his head back.

He was too close to her, and he didn't expect her reaction to be so fast, so he didn't escape for a while.

Lin Qingyou was not lightly hit, she covered her forehead that hurt from the bump, and opened her eyes to look at him.

Seeing her appearance, Jing Xing didn't pay much attention to himself, leaned over again, raised his arm and pulled her hand away: "Does it hurt?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at the place she touched by the light: "Let me see."

The skin of the small glutinous rice dumpling is very white, and wherever it is bumped, there will be a bruise.

The force just now was not light, and now the skin on her forehead is glowing with a light red circle.

Fortunately, there is no package.

Jing Xing frowned, lightly touched his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Qingyou let out an ah, but didn't feel much, she shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

She has always been able to bear it, and she doesn't ambiguously bleed from skin and skin, let alone just being touched now.

She is not so delicate.

What's more, no matter how you look at it, Jing Xing is more unlucky, right?
Before he could say a word, he was bumped back by her.

Hearing what she said, Jing Xing stared at her forehead for a while, and after confirming that she was fine, he withdrew his hand and asked, "What did you do just now?"

"..."

Thinking of the "big trotters" and "stupid" mentioned just now, Lin Qingyou blinked a little guilty: "No, it's nothing."

What she taught the parrot just now...he probably didn't hear it?

The sound insulation in the study room is pretty good, and she didn't speak loudly, maybe she didn't hear it?
Lin Qingyou thought with a guilty conscience.

It's nothing to say bad things about people, what's the matter with being overheard when you say bad things.

Moreover, what was even worse was that the rightful master heard about it.

"Huh?" Jing Xing raised his eyebrows, pretending to be puzzled and said, "Why did I hear you talking to yourself just now?"

"..."

This is a bit difficult to accept.

Lin Qingyou blinked her eyes twice, and began to think quickly in her mind how to answer.

The parrot on the ground was flopping about, looking at Jing Xing with a pair of black bean-like eyes, flapping its wings and jumping up and down on the beam of the cage, chirping non-stop: "Here we go! Here we go!"

Jing Xing thought it was noisy, so he glanced down at it, then reached out to pick up the birdcage, and hung it on the balcony.

After finishing these, don't forget to close the balcony door.

He clapped his hands, then turned around, bent down and pulled up the little glutinous rice dumpling that was still squatting on the ground, and asked with great interest, "Why did I hear you talking about big pig's feet?"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Sure enough, he still heard it!
Just pretending not to hear, now I sent the parrot away, and started to settle accounts after autumn.

Lin Qingyou was a little guilty of being arrested for speaking ill of people behind her back, but when she heard Jing Xing's tone of settling accounts after autumn, she couldn't help it anymore, puffed her cheeks, and immediately regained her confidence.

She's right, why are you so guilty?
He was originally a big pig's hoof, and when he got a new love, he forgot the old love.

Actually chatting with other girls on the balcony for so long.

Talk, talk, talk, what is there to talk about?
A person who usually doesn't talk so much, why is it that he chatted with Sister Qingmei now?

Didn't you say you were unfamiliar?

How can you chat so happily without knowing each other?
"Yes! Big pig's trotters!" She raised her chin with confidence.

Jing Xing thought it was interesting, he slightly lowered his chin and smiled lowly.

It was the first time he had seen glutinous rice dumplings with such a strong smell of vinegar.

"What are you laughing at?" Little Nuomi Duanzi broke away from his hand unhappily.

No, what's going on with Jing Xing?
She has been named by her name as a big pig's hoof, and she still looks so happy.

Are you happy?

Lin Qingyou was very depressed by his smile.

If this develops according to the normal storyline, shouldn't he seriously explain to her that he is not a big pig's trotter, and talk about what he and Wen Ya said on the balcony by the way.

Why are you still smiling so happily?
this!what!open!Heart!

Could it be that this is the fact that he defaults to being a big pig?
Thinking of this, Lin Qingyou's mood became even worse. She gave him an unhappy look, then turned her head and walked towards the door.

It was obvious that he didn't want to talk to him.

She felt that it would be better for her to stay and calm down at this time. She was afraid that if she couldn't calm down, she would accidentally snap the birdcage on his head, which would be bad.

(End of this chapter)